Addicted

(album: Creative Differences - 2004)

While sitting home playing with my prick
I decided to take in a flick
Only dirty movies turn me on
Like "Deep Throat" and "The Devil and Miss Jones"
I've been called a genius, I've been called a bastard
But I'm known around the world as the nasty rapper
All of you freaks, no matter where you are
Listen while I rap about the porno stars
It goes, budda budda, budda budda, budda budda, budda budda
Yea, ha ha
(Slows down; beat kicks in)

(It's a problem, shit. I'm a grown ass man, man damn. That's a problem though, shit)
Every time you jerk off you shorten your life span
That's what somebody told me (Where you go for help for something like that?)
Is it true, My head man (Who do you call? What?)
If it is I'm dead AND
I need someone here to control me (I'm an addict)

I bought the brand new Mac, the high speed Internet
The dual-drives in the back, it's lots of power like crack
I'm addicted to these sites with the free pics, the tight ones
Lots of categories, point your arrow, they're a light sum
I zone out in the web world of triple-X
I never knew what a MILF was 'till I seen it, Yes!
I like the Indian sites, forbidden paradise
The red-dot special hoes, black sheep, said it ripe
I like the "BangBus" and "8th Street Latinas"
Tricking amateurs out, avoiding misdemeanors
Flash the cash, they get in
Bash those, kick 'em out
Throw clothes to the floor, next girl on the route, hey!
I'm hella picky, I click off girls quickly
Don't like them shaved and prickly, no pre-pubescence, icky
That's a NO-NO!
Grow those hairy creampies
I love the "Big Naturals" and the smooth, thick thighs
I'm a guy that's wise to all the tricks and the lies
The special offers for free, membership with ties
They like a virus attacking on my phat screen
Clicking on the "X" for them to bounce, but they just won't leave
Won't leave, damn they killed a couple hot males
I recognize some broads up off the Internet
I got tales, and get tails, but won't peep out no she-males
But seen a couple that could fool you, like some Lee Nails
I check the video clips on "CumFiesta"
Eating salsa and chips, take a? siesta
Then back at it, I'm a porn addict
I even peep the animal lovers, and caught static
While my girl was asleep, I'm caught up in a jam
I'm at the Macintosh with Cocoa Butter in my hand
I needed help, Damn I need another plan
I'm running out of porn to check out in cyber land
I'm an addict man
When's the last time you did it like this?

(Hey, don't ask me that, you know... I did it like, 'bout a hour ago...)

My girl used to buy me movies, but she know it don't really do me no good
Polishing my wood when I should be tending to what's under her hood
My minds on the "BangBus", and I'm not getting kicked off
Somebody, quick build me a loft to hide my stash
Hard drive's starting to flash, she's parting the gash, I need to save that!
MPEG's up the ass, look at how far they got the legs back!
I was raised to know that's not love, but I' ma try it on my wife though
I got a twisted view on sex, now when I like to see the white flow
In a hype, growing a painful pressure, Luke's
He's going to tame her with big bucks, man
This world we live in is nuts
I'm feeling stupid when I bust mine, but it ALWAYS goes away
And that's how I know I got a problem
And every day I say "I'm going to quit"
(Oops, I did it again...)
(Oops, I did it again...)
(Oops, I did it again...)
(Oops, I did it again...)

(It's a problem, shit. I'm a grown ass man, man damn. That's a problem though, shit)
Every time you jerk off you shorten your life span
That's what somebody told me (Where you go for help for something like that?)
Is it true, My head man (Who do you call? What?)
If it is I'm dead AND
I need someone here to control me (I'm an addict)

(It's a problem, shit. I'm a grown ass man, man damn. That's a problem though, shit)
Every time you jerk off you shorten your life span
That's what somebody told me (Where you go for help for something like that?)
Is it true, My head man (Who do you call? What?)
If it is I'm dead AND
I need someone here to control me (I'm an addict)

I like pigtails, glasses and pumps
Cheerleader fits, and any stretchy shit to make asses look plump
I don't dig the leather or the chains
Blindfolds are cool, prefer eyes when it comes time to aim
Lollipops get me off, and crotchless fishnets rule
I'm a fan of drool, but that throw up shit's a fool
I only loose my cool when I'm surfing for smut
I got one hand on the mouse, and the other on my WHAT?!
I play the skin-flute like I'm in the symphony
And when it's time for me to get-some, Jake Steed's who I attempt to be
I never last though, or fuck around with the asshole
I'm an asshole...

(It's a problem, shit. I'm a grown ass man, man damn. That's a problem though, shit)
Every time you jerk off you shorten your life span
That's what somebody told me (Where you go for help for something like that?)
Is it true, My head man (Who do you call? What?)
If it is I'm dead AND
I need someone here to control me (I'm an addict)